beltane rites

a tutu twirls
young men run through
the costumed ones
who knew what it was
finally let go
of expecting
expecting
and the commentary
allows
some revelation
and the spinning
spins itself
the dance
lulls into real
and the up down
in out
joy of joy
ribbons of ribbon
webs of web
weave
their willingness
in twists of yes
and still
goes wholly
on
in dreams
willing
journey of maypole
dancing
the heat of things
to come
the summer swelter
of combining and recombining
a festooned thing
of remembrance
there is a chalk giant
on a hill in dorset
the barren sleep
in the intersection of testicles and penis
the giant
brings
what can not come
any other way
this pole
a testimony
to that giant
magic wand of love
making itself
in dances and ritual
laughter and bumbling
humanity in tennis shoes
joy is joy
in a twenty first century miracle
of bothering
at all
to gather
to up and down in forgotten remembrances
of the dance that brings all dances
to fruit
to fruition
to fulfillment
life loves itself
still
in these beautiful, wonderful, ordinary ways
of starting over
and again

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